5ive Star Bitch

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watching Raquel dance with the stripper. She started removing her clothes and Jill went to stop her. “Let her go, Jill. She’s having fun, she needs this,” I said.
    Raquel stripped down to her panties and bra and ass was everywhere. She was having the time of her life. It was something she definitely needed.
    Jillian tapped me on my arm. “Cherish, look,” she pointed to the entrance and my eyes got big. “I heard he was back in town.”
    “I’ll be right back, I have to use the bathroom,” I told her.
    I rushed into the restroom. I was nervous as hell. Was that Colin? Oh my God! I couldn’t breathe. I looked in the mirror. I was a mess. I fixed my hair and straightened up. I couldn’t go out there looking crazy. Oh my God! Was that Colin? I knew if I didn’t hurry up Jill and Raquel would be looking for me, so I finished up and walked out the restroom.
    “I was wondering how long it was gonna take you to come outta there.”
    I jumped when I heard his voice. My nipples got hard and my pussy got wet.
    “I didn’t know you were waiting,” I said, trying to play cool.
    He grabbed my hand and touched my chin, turning my face to his. “I miss you,” he said.
    I could’ve melted right there in his hands. His touch; one I hadn’t felt in a long time, and that scent; oh my God he smelled so good. I just wanted to lick him.
    “Don’t go there, Colin,” I started walking back to our section in V.I.P. I was trying to make myself angry at him, but I don’t think it was working.
    “Cherish, hol’ up…” he touched my shoulder and I turned around. “You gon’ look me in my face and tell me you don’t miss me?”
    Damn I missed this nigga. He wouldn’t understand how much I’ve missed him, but I couldn’t tell him that; no way.
    “Colin, I don’t have time for this right now, it’s nice seeing you though,” I was trying to get away from him, but he followed me to our area in V.I.P.
    “Oh shit! Colin got muscles now!” Jill was tipsy. “Go Colin! Go Colin!” she shouted.
    He gave Jillian a hug and sat down right next to me. “She alright?” he pointed to Raquel dancing on the pole in front of us.
    “Yeah, she’s venting,” I told him.
    “So, this your new hangout?”
    “No,” I said. “We wanted to try something different.”
    “Change is good,” he said. “Hey, I stopped by your grandmother’s this morning looking for you. It was the first stop I made when I touched the town. That should say a lot.”
    “I’m flattered, Colin, thanks.”
    “Why you giving me such a hard time, Cherish, what did I do to you?”
    That was it. I tried to hold my composure, but this shit just wasn’t working. I had to say something. I had to let him know how I felt. It had been too long.
    “Listen, Colin, just because you decide to pop up out of nowhere doesn’t mean I’m gonna run and jump in your arms and tell you I miss you. Honestly, I do miss you, but you’re the one who left, not me,” I told him. I had to raise my voice so he could hear me over the music.
    “It wasn’t my choice, Cherish. There was nothing I could do about that.”
    “What?” I couldn’t hear him.
    He put his arm around my neck and whispered in my ear. “Come talk to me outside,” he said, and I followed him.
    “I’ll be right back,” I told Jill.
    When we got outside, we walked a few feet down the block and stopped at a dark blue Honda Accord. Colin pulled out some keys and got into the driver’s seat.
    “Get in, what you waitin’ for?” he said.
    “I’m not getting in that car with you. We can talk right here, Colin.”
    “Oh, so, my car isn’t good enough for you, huh?”
    “Colin, don’t start, please. You said you wanted to talk, so talk.”
    “I do wanna talk, but I want you to sit in the car with me,” he smiled and my feet just started moving. Next thing I know, I’m sitting in this nigga’s car.
    “Well,” I said. “What do you have to say, you’re interrupting ladies night.”
    He

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